From this place he proceeded on the 10th of January, 1770, to visit the
ruins of the Jesuits’ convent at Fremona, two miles to the north-east of
the town. It resembled a vast fortress, being at least a mile in
circumference, and surrounded by a wall, the remains of which were
twenty-five feet high, with towers in the flanks and angles, and pierced
on all sides with holes for muskets.
Leaving Adowa on the 17th, they arrived next morning at the ruins of
Axum, which, extensive as they were, consisted entirely of public
buildings. Huge granite obelisks, rudely carved, strewed the ground,
having been overthrown by earthquakes or by barbarians, one only
remaining erect. Colossal statues of the _latrator anubis_, or dog-star,
were discovered among the ruins, evidently of Egyptian workmanship;
together with magnificent flights of granite steps, and numerous
pedestals whereon the figures of sphinxes were formerly placed. Axum was
watered by a small stream, which flowed all the year, and was received
into a magnificent basin of one hundred and fifty feet square, whence it
was artificially conveyed into the neighbouring gardens.
Continuing their journey through a beautiful country, diversified with
hill and dale, and covered so thickly with flowering shrubs that the
odours exhaling from their blossoms strongly perfumed the air, they
overtook three men driving a cow, and Bruce had an opportunity of
witnessing an operation which, on the publication of his travels, was
almost universally treated as a fiction. On arriving on the banks of a
river, where it was supposed they were to encamp, the three men, who
from their lances and shields appeared to be soldiers, tripped up the
cow; and as soon as she had fallen, one of them got across her neck,
holding down her head by the horns, another twisted the halter about her
fore-feet, while the third, who held a knife in his hand, instead of
striking at the animal’s throat, to Bruce’s very great surprise got
astride upon her belly, and gave her a very deep wound in the upper part
of her buttock. He now of course expected that the cow was to be killed,
but, upon inquiring whether they would sell a portion of her, was
informed that the beast was not wholly theirs, and that therefore they
could not sell her. “This,” says the traveller, “awakened my curiosity.
I let my people go forward and staid myself, till I saw, with the utmost
astonishment, two pieces, thicker and longer than our ordinary
beefsteaks, cut out of the higher part of the buttock of the beast. How
it was done I cannot positively say; because, judging the cow was to be
killed from the moment I saw the knife drawn, I was not anxious to view
that catastrophe, which was by no means an object of curiosity: whatever
way it was done, it surely was adroitly, and the two pieces were spread
on the outside of their shields.”
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